When Our Friends Showed Up Late to Dinner
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When Our Friends Showed Up Late to Dinner
I am Elena. Last Friday I invited four friends for dinner at seven, but only two arrived on time. The others showed up late, and our evening turned into a lesson in patience and casual phrasal verbs.
I woke up early that day and wrote down a shopping list. At the market I picked up vegetables, bread, and cheese. On the way home I dropped off dry cleaning and stopped to fill up petrol because I did not want to run out later.
Back in the kitchen I cleaned up counters and set the table. I turned on the oven and put on a playlist softly. Ana came over first and helped me chop herbs. She hung up her coat and asked whether she could lend a hand with dessert.
Marco and Sofia were supposed to arrive at seven.
